Old Song

In good King Charles's golden days
When royalty no harm meant,
A zealous high-churchman was I,
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In good King Charles's golden days
When royalty no harm meant,
A zealous high-churchman was I,
And so I got preferment.

Ants will not go to an empty granary, and friends will not visit
us when our wealth is gone.

Ants will not go to an empty granary, and friends will not visit
us when our wealth is gone.

Old soldiers never die;
They fade away!

Old soldiers never die;
They fade away!

A light breath fans the flame, a violent gust extinguishes it.

A light breath fans the flame, a violent gust extinguishes it.

Old Rose is dead, that good old man,
We ne'er shall see him more;
He used to read more

Old Rose is dead, that good old man,
We ne'er shall see him more;
He used to wear an old blue coat
All buttoned down before.